Talking about Dreams over Boiled Wine

[Explosive and thrilling, read by thousands] He was the Magic Shadow Assassin, he was the King of Soldiers!
The favored son of a mysterious special forces unit, he lay low in the metropolis for a mission that could not be disclosed.
With a pair of iron fists, he fought through the Demons and Ghosts lurking in every dark corner.
With a Military Spike in his hand, he shattered the survival laws of the urban jungle.
I am the Warrior King of the jungle; in the city, I, too, am King.
The stunning landlady said, "Yang Fei, you scoundrel, pay up the eight hundred you owe me for the rent before you come here bragging!"

Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

At that moment, Yang Fei finally saw the true form of that terrifying, poisonous creature.


It looked quite like a spider, with antennae and limbs as thin as wires, but it had the face of a ghost.


Its sharp fangs and beansized eyes emitted a deadly light, and behind it hung long threads of spider silk.


Its body moved through the air by the force of the spider silk, swift as lightning.


What was most terrifying was that the creature seemed to possess a natural ability to mask its presence.


Clearly, such a fierce thing was darting through the air.


Yet even martial artists like Yang Fei and Ye, who were top-notch experts, failed to detect it.


A martial artist's sixth sense was not always infallible.


No matter how much humanity evolved, they couldn't surpass creatures that had lived on Earth for millions of years.


Xiao Xuanya screamed in shock when Yang Fei pushed her away.


Chapter 581 The Pure and Clean Person